The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart